One Starry EveningA Poem by Never Good Byeanother unusual one :)I walked down the road one starry evening Only to find a strange man grieving I asked him why he was so upset He only replied “we never met” I was puzzled by this exceedingly As he said it again and again repeatedly So I forsook the crazy old coot, And walked on again till I found a root Below the root I found a lady Who, to me, seemed just a wee bit shady I asked her her name, and she said Stan So then I took off and ran; ran, ran, ran Out of breath I stopped at a brook But then was chased by a wild cook She chased me around her living room chair And then suddenly she became a bear I began to think I was loosing my mind When suddenly I was sent to go find Something I have never seen My mission was to find a spleen. © 2010 Never Good ByeAuthor's Note
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